#I need to end this post right freaking now or I will explode

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

UPDATE I FOUND THE CLIP ON YOUTUBE AND I GOT THROUGH TEN SECONDS BEFORE I SAID “AWWW” OUT LOUD AND THEN I TEARED UP AGAIN

[pomefioredove]

boop

summary: booping them + their reactions type of post: headcanons characters: third years additional info: is short, platonic or romantic, reader is gender neutral author's note: this would've been good to post for the tumblr april fool's event but I missed out so you're getting it now instead!

𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

hmm... okay!

trey often navigates his interactions with other students based on his interactions with his siblings

there's an order to human behavior, after all

especially with the underclassmen shenanigans (he's really seen it all at this point; don't ask)

none of his siblings, however, have walked up to him unannounced and booped his nose

not yet, at least?

it seems to make you happy though, so he just smiles

half of his job as vice housewarden is "going along with it"

he's pretty used to nonsense

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗

he's editing something on his phone the first time you try and doesn't even notice it

...and the second time, and the third

it becomes a sort of routine for you

tentatively trying to see how many times you can get away with it before he finally notices and says something

and it only spirals from there, of course

you'll up to him while he's talking to someone else, boop him, and walk away

(much to the other person's confusion)

does he notice? yeah, of course

do you need to know that he notices? ...maybe not

he likes the attention, just let him have this one

𝐋𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 ⋆˚⸙˖°༄✩⊹

he gnaws your hand off

okay, not really. too messy for him

(and the consequences would be such a headache to deal with...)

but he is all grumpy because you woke him up for that

"What was that supposed to be? -_- Don't do that again,"

rolls over and goes back to sleep

you're lucky he reacted as nonchalantly as he did tbh, lions don't like being pet, and he could've kicked you out of his room in a heartbeat for that

(maybe you get a special pass to be annoying)

note to you: don't do that again

𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭 ˚⊹˚₊🕊 ˚✧ ₊

boops you back right away

does he necessarily know what that means? no, but he'll find out soon enough anyway

and based off your body language and expression it seems like a gesture of affection

...which he's all too happy to return

(he's so excited to be touching you affectionately he could explode)

now every time you see each other you end up going back and forth for hours

"boop!" "boop!" "boop!"

that's one sure way to give Vil a headache

(you may or may not end up temporarily banned from Pomefiore for disturbing the peace)

𝐕𝐢𝐥 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐭 ˚⊹˚₊🕊 ˚✧ ₊

you'd assume he gets annoyed, right?

well, he's a little surprised at first (people just don't go around touching him, after all)

then he just smiles

"Remember what we said about asking before touching, hm?"

you're lucky he thinks you're cute

(if not a little strange)

like, so lucky

congratulations on being the only human on earth who gets away with casually touching his face like that

𝐈𝐝𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮�� ₊✩‧₊˚⊹༄˚₊모‧₊

well. what do you expect

his eyes widen and his face (and hair) go pink and he internally freaks out (but externally just stands there)

"Um... What was that for?"

Idia might be a little more familiar with the conventions of a boop than anyone else

it's what you do to adorable little animals, right? like kitties and puppies?

so... why are you doing it to him?

if you say you "just felt like it" he might believe you

if you say it's because you think he's cute he will be avoiding you for the rest of the month

good luck!

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚 ✩⁺₊°⊹ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ☽｡°⊹

blinks.

has zero clue what you meant by that

but you seem happy with yourself so it couldn't have been a bad thing, right?

"I'm unfamiliar with that gesture. Is that a greeting from your home?"

you explain that it's a sort of affection you show towards cute things

"Oh, well... you're quite brave. I'm honored,"

he's definitely all sunshine and rainbows for the rest of the week

he's all but giggling and kicking his feet back and forth

no one really questions him

and he doesn't really explain

(if Sebek finds out you booped the heir to the throne of Briar Valley as if he were a kitty cat he will gnaw your hand off)

𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐞 ✩⁺₊°⊹ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ☽｡°⊹

pleasantly surprised, doesn't even question it

he is adorable, after all, he can't blame you for wanting to be affectionate with him

boops you back, of course

after all, aren't you just the cutest thing too?

if you try to walk away after booping him he will find you to return the favor

will somehow make it a competitive sport

waiting for you around corners, hiding in every nook and cranny so that he might catch you by surprise and boop you

(he is totally keeping count of who's ahead)

it makes the school a warzone for like a solid week before Silver's pleas to "please be normal about the prefect" finally work

(AKA Lilia gets bored of it and finds another way to be close to you)

[greynatomy]

rivals?

alexia putellas x messi!reader

request here

with all the alexia angst being posted (my fault), here’s some fluff

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In the world of professional football, rivalry between two players are always one that many fans are eager to watch.

In the men’s world of football, there was Messi and Ronaldo.

In the women’s, Messi and Putellas. Two of the most sought after female footballers of this time.

You and Alexia were known as fierce rivals on the field when competing for your country. You for Argentina, Alexia for Spain. Both of your competitiveness fueling debates among fans. Little did everyone know, behind the scenes, you both shared a secret that could rival the on-field intensity.

Away from the spotlight, you and Alexia were much more than rivals and teammates — you were married.

Your love story began when you’d transferred from playing in the Women’s Super League to Barça. From the first time she’d laid her eyes on you, there was an instant connection. At first she didn’t know how to feel about your transfer, only having played against you for the national team, where the rivalry grew and grew, but as you both played for Barça, the understanding and pressure you both experience helped you grow closer.

Late-night rendezvous, secret getaways, and coded messages allowed you to maintain your privacy. It was difficult to keep everything a secret, something you’ve both agreed on. Time moved quickly from the first time she’d seen you in a Barça kit to now, six years later.

You’re both cuddled up on the couch, watching a replay of the match you’ve just played, pointing out the things you and the team could have done better, when you heard some whining on the baby monitor searched up on the coffee table.

With a kiss to your head, Alexia got up to see what the fuss was all about. You watched on through the monitor, seeing how your wife delicately held and talked to your two year old, making you fall in love with her all over again.

“See look there’s Mami.” Alexia points you out, walking in with Rosa in her arms.

“Mami.” Rosa mumbles, arms reaching out for you, cuddling into your body once in your hold.

“How was your nap, bebé?”

All you got was a whine. Alexia cuddles back into your side as Rosa falls back into a slumber.

“I’ve been thinking.” Alexia starts.

“Uh oh. Mamá has been thinking.” You tease, earning you a playful shove.

“Seriously. Rosa turned two a bit ago and I want to be able to show her what her Mami and Mamá do or work. The environment with all the fans.”

Alexia starts to ramble. Saving her from spiraling, you place a hand over her mouth stopping her words.

“I was thinking the same thing.”

With a bright smile on her face, Alexia pulls you in a passionate kiss, careful to not wake your daughter up.

Three weeks later, Spain has a friendly match against Argentina. Everyone played hard no matter that it was only a friendly, the match ending in a draw.

As far as the public knew, you and Alexia were still rivals, enemies, or any other term they use, so whenever they see you conversing after matches, fans and media freak out, like right now.

What the fans didn’t expect was a small child running into your arms with laughter. Standing up with Rosa in your arms, Alexia wraps her arms around both of you, kisses being placed on her cheeks by both of her moms.

To say the fans and media were exploding was an understatement.

“Alexia, they need you for media.”

Alexia settles herself at the table in front of all the press, waiting for the questions to come.

“Hola, Alexia. Great game today.”

“Thank you.”

After a couple of questions about the match, a little kid is seen throwing themselves onto Alexia.

“Mamá!”

A second person is seen chasing after the child.

“Sorry, sorry. She’s gotten fast.”

You run in, trying to grab Rosa from your wife, who is wriggling to make her harder to hold.

“You can leave her here.”

“You sure?”

She nods so you give them both a kiss on the head and walk out the room.

“Sorry about that.”

“Who do we have here? If you don’t mind us asking.”

“Bebé can you tell them your name?”

“Soy Rosa Putellas.”

The room let out a collective ‘aww’.

“So-so she’s your daughter?” A reporter stutters, stunned by the little girl.

“Yes.”

“And Messi’s?”

“Yes.”

The room full reporters burst, questions being asked over the others. Alexia just stands up, walking out of the room.

“I think you broke them.” Is the first thing you say when she walks into the locker room.

“Eh.” She shrugs. “Makes it fun.”

[lovebugism]

Spoooooky request, what if the gang went to a haunted house and everyone made fun of reader for being scared, but Steve holds her hand and walks with her 👻

thanks for requesting angel! i switched it up a bit and did a sort of second part to this fic! you def don't have to read it but it'll give some context :D — you're still getting used to the world post-vecna, but it's easier with steve holding your hand

fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)

The haunted house off Fifth Street looks strangely familiar. Two stories, faded cornflower paint job, boarded up windows. It looks like a dollhouse from hell. It looks like the goddamn Creel House. It’s like some kind of sick joke.

It didn’t take Hawkins very long to recover from last spring. Mostly because it was just an earthquake to everyone else. No one died, nothing was ruined beyond repair. To the rest of the town, it was just a minor natural disaster — an inconvenience more than anything.

No one knows that a thirteen-year-old girl killed the monster trying to end the world. No one knows that the local freak nearly died saving a bunch of teenagers. No one knows that one song, one heavy metal guitar, and one good memory just narrowly saved your life. 

It’s secrets all of you are gonna have to keep for the rest of your lives. It weighs you down accordingly.

“Am I crazy, or is that…?” Robin trails off, freckled chin tilted towards the velvet blue sky as she gapes at the artificially rotted house. It glows a sickly green color on the outside. The windows light up red every now and then, in time with the screams echoing from the upper story.

“Yeah,” Nancy answers, breathless and equally dumbfounded. “I think it is.”

A beat of silence falls over the group of you. It doesn’t feel so heavy with the surrounding chatter. The crowd continues to bustle around you on the street, falling over themselves with laughter and lingering fright. They have no idea the ghost story they grew up with nearly destroyed the world.

The bitter realization makes your chest ache. Steve seemingly understands this and gives your hand a reassuring squeeze. You wonder if he can feel the way you tremble.

Eddie scoffs a cynical laugh from the other side of you. A pink, sadistic grin tugs at his lips, almost as wild as his curls billowing in the autumn breeze. “It’s basically kismet then, huh?”

Steve shoots the boy a half-hearted glare, then deflates because he realizes he can’t really be mad about it. Those damn demobats might’ve taken a pound of flesh from his stomach, but it’s nowhere near the feast they made out of Munson.

“C’mon on, dude,” he murmurs quietly with a subtle nod down at you.

“What?” Eddie snorts. “If I don’t laugh bout it, I’ll start crying, so… Take your pick, man.”

Steve wants to tell him that there’s no shame in crying. That he’s done it plenty of times since the fall of ’84. He’s cried for you, for himself, for the kids who will never get to be kids again. He figures it’s better than letting it all build up until you damn near explode. 

But now’s probably not the best time for that talk. Or any time, really. He’ll get you to get all serious and sappy with Eddie about that another time, just like you did for him.

“I’m gonna, uh— I’m gonna go get the tickets,” Jonathan murmurs with his usual Byers mumblings. 

He wasn’t around for the whole Vecna ordeal — just the weird shit in California and the secret lair thing in Nevada. He feels like he can be a bit braver about the whole thing for the four of you.

Nancy brushes a kiss to the boy’s cheek before he leaves. She does that a lot now, with Jonathan and all the rest of you. She always feels like she needs to say a proper goodbye and I love you whenever someone leaves. Just in case the world decides to end again.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” Steve mutters to you, gaze twinkling with sincerity but stern still. “You know that, right?”

He knows that you know, but he feels the need to say it anyway. Mostly because he knows you were already scared of most things before everything went to shit. You’ve always been delicate, tender, like an open wound. Now, you can’t step outside without shaking. You’re always shuddering with the distant fear that the curse might return and no one will be there to save you.

Steve knows this, too. That’s why he holds so ardently to your trembling hand. It’s a silent reminder that he’s there, that he won’t let anything happen to you again, that he’ll always be around to save you when you need him.

“Oh, my god,” Robin groans, eyes wide and head tilted back. “Leave her alone, Steve! She’s fine!”

You know she’s just trying to be supportive. She thinks Steve’s coddling you because you’re quiet — that he’s sticking up for you because he thinks you can’t stick up for yourself. 

He is. And you can’t. But still, she’s only trying to help.

Steve looks to his left to glare at her. They seem to communicate telepathically for a moment. His eyes soften again when he turns back to you. His deep cinnamon gaze swims with a honeyed concern, a silent “Are you fine?”

You nod. “I’m okay,” you tell him, mustering a soft smile that wavers at the edges.

He doesn’t believe you, not completely, but he doesn’t press it any further.

Jonathan returns with the ticket stubs. They’re black and blood red. You take the one he gives you with hesitant, clammy hands. He seems to notice how terrified you are without you having to say a single goddamn word.

“I’m not a huge fan of these things either,” he confesses with a thin-lipped smile. A light-hearted way of telling you that you’re not alone in the fear you keep hidden (very poorly hidden, you figure).

You smile back at him, but it doesn’t quite meet your eyes. 

Your fingers fidget with the paper stub — maybe a distraction for yourself or maybe to hide how you’re too anxious to stay still. Steve figures it’s a bit of both. ‘Cause he knows you too well and not a thing gets by him. There’s nothing about you that he doesn’t notice.

He turns to face you completely while everyone else gets their ticket. He keeps his wedged between his middle and forefinger as his hands curl around the outsides of your elbows. He’s serious, but still soft — gentle, but still firm. 

“Babe—”

“Stevie,” you interject with a similar tone. “I’m okay.”

“You heard her, Stevie. She’s fine!” Robin retorts, curling her maroon-tinted lips into a smirk. She scoffs out a laugh and gestures up to the fake haunt across the street. “This shit is basically for kids. No one’s dying here, alright?”

You know what she’s doing. She’s sticking up for you and taking the piss out of her best friend at the same time. It’s nothing new — hell, it’s her favorite hobby. She’s got your back now the same way she had it in that house last spring. 

But still, her words sting a little.

Because she’s right. This place is for kids. And you still feel a bit like you’re dying.

Steve knows this, too. He knows everything about you. Even the stuff you wish he didn’t.

His sneakers scuff against the pavement when he turns to Robin. His eyes narrow in a challenging squint as he crosses his arms over his chest. He doesn’t look quite as intimidating as usual in his fluffy, cable-knit sweater. 

“Well, you know what? I’m scared, actually. I don’t wanna do it, okay? You got me, Rob.”

The girl grins something cynical. She shakes her head all slow, like she’s just caught him in some kind of lie. “I knew it. You little baby.”

Steve lets her tease him. It’s not like he isn’t used to it by now. He just rolls his eyes and bears it, lets her laugh about it with the rest of the group as they head towards the haunted house. 

You watch with an attentive gaze while they head inside, flinching softly when you hear a thunderous boom and the sound of their screaming a second later. It leaves you secretly grateful that you hadn’t gone in behind them. 

A wavering sigh tumbles from your lips, a breath you didn’t know you were holding.

Steve exhales a gentle laugh from beside you. He smooths a wide palm up your spine and down again. He leans over to press the side of his hip against yours.

You cross your arms over your chest to make yourself as small as possible while you glance over at the boy beside you. You look at him so far beneath your lashes you’re basically peering at him from the corner of your eye.

“Thank you,” is all you say. It’s all you need to say.

Steve shrugs with a plush, crooked grin. “’S okay. I know you’re too sweet to say no, so…”

“I wanted to do it,” you confess, clearing your throat when your voice breaks.

“I know.”

“I guess I’m not… as used to everything as I thought.”

“I know,” Steve repeats. His hand curls around your waist and makes a home in the very center of it. He pulls you closer with the urge to melt into you. His brows raise, eyes sparkling when his smile widens. “But that’s why I’m here, though, right? We’re gonna get better together.”

You nod up at him, smiling more sincerely now. 

Arms still crossed, your hands ball into fists to fight the urge to smooth a hand through his hair — to push back the rogue chestnut strands hanging over his forehead.

You hesitate, so he beats you to the draw. He swipes a golden hand over his head right before he leans down to kiss you. 

He smacks a sweet peck to your smile. A bright light flashes with another thunderous boom a moment later. You flinch and pull back. You swear you hear Eddie screaming, “jesus fucking christ!” from the upper story. You forget to be scared.

You didn’t think it was possible. The whole getting better thing.

Steve makes you feel like could be.

[terapsina]

Now that the writers and actors strike is about to begin being felt (and as we wait for those greedy billion dollar companies who are refusing to negotiate fair pay and conditions to give up) here's 10 of my favorite (all around best) fully finished older series you should definitely check out if you haven't watched.

I mean it, these are the shows with continuously great writing and a satisfying endings that manage to actually deliver on their promises.

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1. Leverage - (containing 5 seasons, or 77 episodes) - trailer here.

Hitter, Hacker, Grifter, Thief and Mastermind. Heists and cons. Stealing from the rich and giving to their victims. They provide... leverage.

Meant for anyone who enjoys bad guys being the best good guys, who will burn down the lives of evil CEOs and then gloat in the background. Very satisfying.

Hands down the best example of a found family trope I've ever seen on screen. Barring none.

2. Killjoys - (containing 5 seasons, or 50 episodes) - trailer here.

Space Bounty Hunters. Another case of found family trope. Bisexual space princess assassin. Quippy sentient ship. Green alien goo. Evil lesbians (but like... in a good way). The warrant is all.

More seriously though, it's a story about three killjoys and the bounties they go after. Initially. And then they have to save the entire Quad from some very terrifying... stuff.

Contains one of the best friendships I've ever seen on television.

3. Orphan Black - (containing 5 seasons, or 50 episodes) - trailer here.

Found family trope but with clones.

Low level grifter sees a woman who looks exactly like her kill herself and plans to take over her identity long enough to cash out. Except then there's two other women who also look exactly like her. And apparently they're all clones and someone's killing them.

Enter a global conspiracy. Human experimentation. Lots of clone shenanigans. Some serial killings. And a few murders 💖.

4. Person of Interest - (containing 5 seasons, or 103 episodes) - trailer here.

Okay I'm beginning to see how I might have a found family trope issue.

Former CIA agent gets recruited by a reclusive billionaire computer programmer who developed a... machine that can predict acts of terror before they happen. But it also predicts 'irrelevant' acts of violence that will result in someone's death.

Unless someone interferes.

I'd really like to spoil some stuff to get you all to watch this one. But I'm going to maintain self control and just mention that early on they get a dog named Bear. Bear is a very good boy. Watch it for Bear.

Also for excellent commentary on rights of privacy, government surveillance and what does 'greater good' even mean? But mostly Bear.

5. 12 Monkeys - (containing 4 seasons, or 47 episodes) - trailer here.

The very best time travel show out there. What starts out as a confusing mess of causality basically exploding, by the end of the series all makes complete and total sense.

(when that final timey-whimey loop slid into place and revealed the entire pattern it was like a choir of angels started singing in the back of my head. It was freaking glorious).

Anyway, a man from a post apocalyptic future travels into the past to stop a plague from decimating nearly the entire world population.

He has the name of the man who released the virus and it's supposed to be a single trip. One trip. One bullet. Simple. Done.

Except then things keep escalating, and escalating until time begins eating its own tail and it might start looking like the end of the world might be a better ending than erasing all of time and space from reality.

Because when our guys screw it up, they screw it up GOOD.

And oh yeah... found family.

6. The Good Place - (containing 4 seasons, or 53 episodes) - trailer here.

A self-proclaimed Arizona dirtbag opens her eyes and finds out that she's dead and got accepted in the Good Place. Except that as soon as she arrives the Good Place starts glitching, and she really, REALLY needs to become a better person before she can be found out and kicked out to the Bad Place.

Luckily her assigned soulmate was a professor of ethics and moral philosophy.

One of the funniest, most thoughtful and clever comedies I've ever watched. Ever. The characters are delightful and by the time the final minute rolled around I had sobbed my heart out multiple times (which, as we all know, is a sign of the very best comedies out there).

As for the question of whether or not this too contains Found Fami- Yes! Obviously, yes.

7. Avatar: the Last Airbender - (containing 3 seasons, or 61 episodes) - intro here (couldn't locate the trailer but it's basically the same thing in this case).

The four nations lived in harmony. Until the Fire Nation attacked.

It's been a hundred years since the beginning of the war when two kids from the Southern Water Tribe find a boy frozen in ice and wake him up. A boy who's able to bend all four elements... though not very well.

Enter multi-nation flying road trip (thank you Appa, we love you most of all) as they try to find teachers for the Avatar and save the world.

Includes found family (shut up), amazing fight scenes, the most heartfelt and vivid characters ever, and the best example of a redemption arc actually done well.

8. Love Between Fairy and Devil - (containing 1 season, or 36 episodes) - trailer here.

This one gutted me. I'm saying this as a compliment. But it had to be said. Completely destroyed me. I just haven't been the same.

A love story between an Orchid Fairy and the leader of the Moon Tribe that starts out with her accidentally releasing him from millennia long imprisonment and then takes you through the caleidoscope of all possible human emotions (it's a body-swap comedy through the first part, then a romcom, then a dramatic romantic tale, and finally a tragic love story).

But it's such a satisfying slow burn.

And it carries this... humanity through the whole thing that makes it so visceral.

If you're a romantic who's very tired of instalove and characters dropping all their morals because 'ooh, attractive person' then you've got to watch this. Because this story does NOT take the easy road there.

(my more extensive rec for this series can be found here)

9. Star Wars: The Clone Wars - (containing 7 seasons, or 133 episodes) - fanmade trailer here (it was better than any of the official ones).

This series did so much. Introduced Ahsoka Tano, and made us love her. Gave names and faces and souls to the Clone Troopers (okay, it's the same face but you know what I mean), to a point where their endings during Order 66 destroyed me just as much as the ending of the Jedi Order. And somehow made me both love Anakin AND be a million times more angry with him.

There are some arcs in this series that might be a bit weaker. But there were some... god, there's a reason I love Clone Wars more than any other series or trilogy in this universe. And I'm not even a little ashamed to say it.

Must watch for Disaster Lineage shenanigans; for the vod'e; AND for the Jedi (who did their best okay? They always did their best 😭💔).

(and on the subject of found family... do I even need to comment)

10. Nikita - (containing 4 seasons, or 73 episodes) - trailer here.

A rogue assassin that escaped Division - covert government agency that takes recruits out of prison, fakes their deaths and then forces them to become spies and assassins - has come back to take it down. Brick by brick if she has to. With guns and explosives too when that works better.

Contains soooo many cool fight scenes. Is full of incredible characters you'll fall in love with (and hate with) very quickly. And most of all has an incredibly complex relationship of mentorship and friendship between two women that holds both great admiration and betrayal, real care and love as well as rage and hatred, forgiveness, mutual respect and an unbreakable kind of bond that so very rarely involves even one female character on TV, let alone two.

(as usual, found family tropes up the wazzoo).

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In conclusion. We all know there's going to be a large space between seasons of our favorite shows now (and some shows that aren't going to survive it). Let's fill that space with some excellent TV we haven't had a chance to see yet.

And direct the blame for the wait towards the right place (i.e. the studios).

[otherone12]

Fuck Off!

Gerard Way × Reader

-> Masterlist

A/N: Hey!! Well, i took too long to post this, 'cause I was busy with school shits. I hope u like it, anyway. And i want to say thank you for all of you who interact with my fics, you're fucking awesome <3

Summary: Your parents discovered that you’re dating Gerard, and they definitely don't approve of it, because of the way he acts on stage. Anyway, They ask you to bring him to meet them, you did… this end up in the worst way possible.

- Word Count: 2.200

- Warnings: Legal Age gap (‘cause i love age gap <3) angst and confort; family issues;

- Ps: I'll not use y/n…

- Ps2: I'm brazilian, so english is not my first language ... sorry if i wrote something wrong.

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1st Person POV

- Hello?

I answered the phone trying to figure out why my mom called me that late on a random monday… and she never calls me for nothing. Before I could get worried, she started to talk. 

- Hi, sweetheart! - She didn’t seem nervous - How are you doing? 

- I’m fine, I guess… - I said, confused -  is everything okay right there? 

- Yeah, your dad and I we’re great. - The calmness she has in her voice got me even more confused about the point of the call - Why?

- Well, you not use to call… So I got a bit worried. - I explained with some relief, but still curious - So… if everything is fine, why did you call? 

- Your dad was on his phone, reading some magazine, I guess. And he saw you in some headline photo. - She got really serious and I could feel the disgust on her way to talk. - You and a man… a man who was dressing like a cheerleader! 

My breath stopped for a second, I didn't know what to say. I keeped my boyfriend a secret ‘cause I knew that my parents would freak out if they found out. Gerard isn’t exactly the kind of guy my parents wanted me to date. 

- Mom, i-

I tried to say something, i wasn’t sure what, but i tried to stop her to keep pointing thighs she didn’t like about what she searched about him in somewhere. 

- AND i went to google and found out that he has the SAME AGE as your dad! - Her serious voice turned angry but not angry enough to get me scared  - Can you explain why you’re dating this guy, and why you did NOT tell us about it?!

Frozen with the accusatory tone and my fear that I would get scolded, even though I was an independent and responsible adult, I took a deep breath and thought as quickly as possible of the simplest excuse to get out of this conversation

- Mom, i knew how you would react, so i was waiting for the right moment to tell you and dad about me and Gerard… 

It clearly didn’t work.

- Well, the next weekend is the perfect moment to bring him here! - When I heard her say those words, I choked on my own saliva and my eyes widened. - So your dad and I could meet him. 

I got shocked. I definitely didn’t want them to talk with Gerard. They’re insensitive, and really rude with people they decide they don't like. My mom is just impolite and says she ‘has a strong personality’. My dad is nice, but he knows how to be a dick when he wants.   

- I don’t know… I'll ask him if he’s up for it, okay? 

- Fine, but if he said ‘no’ I would need to hear a good reason.

She was mad. 

- Sure… so, I'll text you as soon as I get his answer, mom. 

- Okay, sweetheart. I love you!

- I love you too, mom! 

I turned off the phone and breathed heavily, with my head in hands, desperately trying to not explode or something.

Holy shit. Now, I have to think of how I will ask him to go with me meet my parents that already hate him. And more, how will I act in front of them, knowing that no one will be comfortable with this situation?! I’m fucking screwed.

I walked into the room and saw Gerard layed on the bed, reading just to distract himself after a long day. He turned his attention to me the second I crossed the door, looking up from his comic and matching my eyes.

-Hey, sugar! - He said, lovely as always, but his smile disappeared as he looked more closely at my face, which showed concern - Is everything right?

- Hi, babe! - Kindest as possible, I was still thinking of how I could start - Well… I wouldn't say i'm ‘right’...

I sighed and sat on the bed, Gerard got close to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. 

- What happened, hun? 

His head layed on my shoulder and I felt my body getting warm, almost forgetting what I was nervous about.  

- Remember that show, where you brought me to the stage and said that we’re dating?

I spoke slowly, while caressing his thigh. 

- Yeah… - He sounded confused, but soon a small smile appeared on his face and he kept talking. - Was one of my favorite moments of our reunion tour… why?

I giggled, knowing it was one of mine too. I took a second to keep going, ‘cause I was remembering the way I felt on that stage. Loved. Not by a crowd, but by him. Back to reality, I got serious again.

- My parents saw the headline where we were kissing…

- And that's bad because…?

- Because they wanted me to date a man who doesn't wear skirts, and was my age.

I closed my eyes and held my breath, waiting for his reaction, but Gerard was totally fine with what I said.

- I get it… but why is this a problem? 

Sometimes, I wonder if he is that naive, or he just doesn't care about what people think.

- ‘Cause they want to meet you and-

Before I could finish, he put his head up and looked at me with such a confused gaze.

- Fair… but why are you that nervous?

- ‘CAUSE THEY AREN’T NICE, GEE! - I had a lot of things in my mind, and now, I felt blamed for screaming at him. With my hands on my face, I keep talking. - Sorry… Just… They will be rude and I don't want them to make you feel sad! 

- I’ll be fine, sugar… - His sweet voice confort me, while he caressed my back - I can deal with this, I’ve been doing this my whole life, actually. 

- Are you sure?

- Totally! Don't worry, my love. 

Gerard looked deep in my eyes and his cute smile got closer to my mouth, shocking with a kiss. 

 ***time skip***

The week passed normally, except for the growing nervousness that hovered and grew over my head as the weekend approached.

When the day of the visit finally arrived, I tried to remain calm. Put on my clothes, not too casual, but pretty, and Gerard did the same.

- Does this look good? - He asked, walking my way - I wasn't sure which jacket to choose... I always end up picking the green one, anyway.

- You always look good… - I get closer to him, pressing a kiss on his lips - No matter what you dress.

We smiled at each other, and got in the car, to drive to my parents house. 

I knocked on the door after seconds that seemed like an eternity, trying to remain calm. I maintained a somewhat forced smile as I squeezed his hand tightly and waited for someone to open the door.

My mother opened the door and grabbed me with a hug that I wanted at all costs to get away from. Don't get me wrong, I love her, but I definitely wasn't in the mood.

- Sweetie! I was waiting for you! You look so pretty!

She looked at me up and down, but looked like she was pretending that Gerard wasn't there.

- Hi mom! How long, right?

- yeah yeah, come in! - She signaled for us to enter, and I still held Gerard’s hand, guiding him inside. My mother closed the door and turned her attention to him. - Oh, and you must be Gerard. 

He greeted her and we sat down at the table, which was set.

To avoid the awkward silence, we began a quiet conversation, then my dad left the living room sofa and joined us at the table. 

- Hi, dad!

I said, noticing the looks of seriousness and annoyance he had when he sat down in front of me.

- How you doing?

I'm used to his kind tone, but I felt that something was wrong when he dropped this with his dislike tone. 

- Everything's fine. - Even though I was calm, I couldn't help but add my severity to my answer. And, like removing a bandage, I didn't think twice and mentioned what I knew was the reason for this rudeness. - Dad, this is Gerard, my boyfriend.

I held Gerard's arm and rested my head in it. Without breaking the eye contact with my father, i heard Gerard saying:

- Nice to meet you, sir. 

My dad gave him a deathly look, contrasting with Gerard’s hopeful countenance. I was waiting for the worst, but not prepared for what was coming.

- I wish I could tell you the same.

My stomach turned and I swallowed hard. I didn't dare analyze all the features around the table in detail, but the tension in the room didn't last long, as I broke it with a bang.

- DAD?!

We hadn't even started eating, and I already wanted to go home. Unlike me, who was clearly angry, my father remained calm, and with his typical air of superiority. Again, I didn't dare look at Gerard’s face.

- Sorry, but that's the truth. - the pride in his voice made me want to throw up. - Don't think that your mom and i we're happy with this.

He kept his voice low, but I'm not that calm.

- With ‘this’ what?

- Your “relationship” with him. - The way he said ‘relationship’, the contempt in his voice was just too much.  - I'm sorry, but I can't understand what you see in him. 

I got up from the table with my body overcome with fury. I couldn't take it, and neither would Gerard be forced to take it.

- He's perfect. In every single detail. He's kind, smart, pretty, funny, talented and most importantly, he loves me as much as I love him.

Gerard looked up at me, don’t giving a shit for what was happening, apparently, his only worry was keep me calm, so, he said:

- You can be sure of that. 

His smile helped me to calm down, but it didn't last long, ‘cause my mom came with a passive-aggressive sentence.  

- Honey, you know we don't think that you and him should be together, right?  

What really pissed me off was that I had some expectations. Deep down, I knew that the only reason for any type of invitation they had made was for the sole purpose of creating an uncomfortable situation.

- you could at least pretend… - I said, not screaming yet, but almost. - Remember that YOU asked us to come here, not the opposite.

When I thought I had put an end to the situation, my father raised his voice.

- And you could ‘at least’ chose a MAN to date, not this fucking fag!

Paralyzed, I stared at him with such hatred, and a scream came out, almost making the house shake.

- SHUT THE FUCK UP! - I was still standed up, so I walked toward my dad, pointing my finger to his face. - I'm done with this! After all, why did you invite us?! To make us feel bad about this? Guess what, I DON'T CARE and neither does he!

Gerard got up the second I stopped talk. I grabbed his hand and we walked fast through the door. My parents didn't bother to go after us, which was great, I didn't want to fight any more than I already had. My eyes were full of tears, we went to the car and I finally broke down. The wind hit my face, leaving me cold, but I was soon comforted by Gerard's arms around my body. 

- I’m sorry. - I started, still in his arms, with my voice choked from the crying I let out. - I’m so sorry. I knew that wasn’t a good idea.

Gerard passes his finger through my hair, caressing my back. As he kept his body pressed against mine, the guilt I felt for all this shit began to dissolve, but I kept crying. 

- That’s all fine, babe. I told you that I didn't care about this. And I really don't care. - He rocked me slowly while his sweet voice crossed my ear - And thank you for defending me, babe.

I looked up for him, with my arms still around his body and my chin in his chest. 

- It was the least I could have done after putting you through that.

He wiped the tear that ran down my cheek with the back of his hand, which remained holding my face.

- Babe, everything is alright. - He rolled his thumb on my cheek - I mean, for me it is… is it for you?

- I don’t know… - My feelings about what happened were a mix of regret and disappointment - I'm so mad with myself… like, why did i think this was a good idea?!

- Wasn’t your fault, by the way, you dealt perfectly fine with this situation. 

 One of his hands on my hips, the other moved my hair out of my face, then he tenderly kissed my forehead.

- Now, let’s go back home, okay? - His soft smile and bright eyes made my tears stop. - Then we can buy dinner, cuddle and marathon some Star Wars movies. What do you think, hun?

- I thought it was impossible, but I think I love you even more than I loved you seconds ago.

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~That's it! hope u enjoyed. ;)

[kieranxworld]

Cheer up Call [Peppino Spaghetti]

➜ Peppino Spaghetti x Jessica Rabbit like! Reader

➜ Pure Fluff, Suggestive Content!

➜ Peppino was having one hell of day, so his buddy Gustavo calls the one person who could brighten his mood up.

➜ No really big warnings, besides suggestive content (no full out smut today folks), cursing, the noise being...the noise. Reader being sassy and not putting up with anyone disrespecting Peppino.

➜ A/n: This was inspired by This Post by @thatgirlgames and- I LOVE THIS CONCEPT! I might write a full fic based off soon, anyways. Enjoy the fic and hope you enjoy!

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Peppino wanted to rip what little hair he had left out of his head.

There was a lunch time rush of customers, and normally that wouldn't be a bad thing. But these people were Rude.

They were rushing Peppino, yelling at poor Gustavo and Pep, one of whom barely could understand what they were yelling at. And poor brick, who they sometimes used to bring the pizza's to the customers, was getting kicked around too.

Then once that shitshow ended.

They trailed in.

Who's they one may ask? Well, The Noise and Pepperman. Two of the most annoying people in the world.

You see, after the destruction of the Pizza Tower that threatened his business the villains that inhabited the castle has no where to go.

Peppino took in his clone, allowing him to work along side him at his pizzeria.

The Vigilante did end up finding work at a bar down town.

Pepperman was an artist, so he wasn't out of a job in the first place. Neither did The Noise, he was a mascot for Domionions (don't know if spelt that right-). But they found great pleasure in coming to bother Peppino.

And today they decided to do just that.

Right after the rush, no more than an hour later they decided to come in.

"Hey Fat Man!~"

The Noise thought it would be a bright idea to bring a bomb inside the Pizzeria, which led to the group freaking out and trying to disarm the comically large thing.

Only for the thing to explode confetti all of the place.

Peppino let out a scream of frustration as he had to clean all of this up, and pray that no other customers came in.

Gustavo, saw how irritated his poor friend and coworker was. He knew the man was on the verge of having a mental breakdown.

So knowing what he must do. He pulled out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

Peeping around the corner, seeing Peppino angrily clean as he curses in Italian at the two trouble makers, he sighs in relief when someone answers.

"Hello? May I-a speak to Mrs. Spaghetti?"

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"Aw, what's the matter Italian man? You getting tired of your dear old friends?"

"You-a two are not any friends of-a mine..'

"He's right! We're just here visiting an old pal."

Peppino tapped his hand on the counter. He was counting down until he had to close up shop so those two could LEAVE.

He slammed his head on the counter, another deep groan of annoyance about to leave his body until the familiar chime of the bell.

Peppino didn't really want to deal with another customer right now so he kept his head down.

He only heard the conversations.

"Oooo~ who's the babe?"

"My, My I need to capture her beauty"

Peppino finally sat up, his eyes widening at who was standing in the middle of the pizzeria.

There was a (h/c) woman dressed in a business casual like dress. Her heels were high and her makeup was stunning. She held an irritated look on her face as she looked down at The Noise.

"Hey toots! I asked ya what ya-AH!!"

He didn't get to finish his sentence before he was smacked by her purse.

"I am a married woman thank you very much!" She said before turning on her heel, her anger instantly melting away when she set her eyes on Peppino.

"Darling!!" She quickly ran over and snatched the male from behind the counter, taking him into a hug.

Peppino felt his face heat up as he felt her litter his face with kisses.

"I came as soon as Gustavo called me! He said you were having such a bad day and you needed me!"

Peppino looked back at his dear friend who only gave him a thumbs up.

"Vita Mia, you didn’t have to-a get off work."

She scoffs placing another kiss on his cheek. "Nonsense! My Peppy was feeling down and I came to cheer you up!"

While this happened, Pepperman and The Noise stared in confusion.

"Um hello?! Ya can't keep kissing his face infront of us like that!!"

Peppino rolled his eyes and was about to speak before he was interrupted by the woman.

"Excuse you?! This is my husband, and right now, you're in his restaurant!!" She quickly snapped. "Now question me again and I'll shove my damn foot so-"

"Ah ah! T-thats enough-a Vita Mia. Do not waste-a your breath on them."

Pepperman speaks up before Noise can "Husband?! Not to be rude....um Mrs. Spaghetti..but-"

"My name is (Y/n) and-"

" Fuck it! Ill say it! How does someone like him get with someone like you?!" The Noise finished making (Y/n) sigh.

"Because, Peppino is a wonderful man, who makes me laugh, smile and does his hardest to make sure I'm okay" she says placing another kiss on her husband's cheek.

"That and I just love the way he sounds in the bedroom, the way he manhandles me and-"

Peppino hurried placed a hand over his wife's mouth as his face burns red with embarrassment.

"Tesoro Mio t-thats enough-"

"Oops~, sorry Peppy! But come on!" The (h/c) woman pulls him by his hand towards the exit. Pushing past the two males who stared on in confusion.

"B-but wait! What-a abou-"

"Gustavo said he'll close for you! I have a surprise waiting for you at home~" She winks at him turning the male into a stuttering mess.

Peppino doesn't get to respond before being pulled out the Pizzeria, leaving Gustavo, Brick, Pepperman and The Noise.

"How in the hell did he meet her?!"

"She just-a came in one day, from the big city-a and fell in love with Peppino at first sight."

"Huh????"

"Yea. Small world right?"

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[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Rose Recaps Rose Tinted Glasses It's been three months since I made a post thanking this community for being a place for me to share my love of BL.

And since then, every day I feel a little bit more comfortable here.

This place is so special to me for so many reasons and the fact that I found it is a small miracle. I was talking with my friend Neely about something BL related and they told me that they think I'm doing much better since I came here. So thanks again.

I was never a part of any online fandom. And before BL I never really felt like I was missing something. Maybe because I always found someone irl that I could freak out about whatever I was watching I never really felt the need to go look.

And the people here are exceptionally kind. Before, I made a point to never engage much online, except for certain support groups, because of the hate that sometimes exists in certain spaces. So I was very much surprised by the kind humans that exist in this bl fandom in this corner of the internet.

Also. There is some serious brilliant people here. Look giffing is not easy, it takes a long time, sometimes you spend so much time with a set only to hate it by the end and never posting it. And sometimes you post something and you're really proud and crickets. And sometimes you post it just so it doesn't go to waste and all of a sudden it explodes. It's all part of the magic.

I keep my sets pretty simple so I'm in awe of how some people make these beautiful art pieces with layers and colouring and typography. It's incredible and I applaud your creativity and patience.

Speaking of brilliance, I'm constantly in awe of the meta writers. That shit is not easy.

It takes way longer than we think, to make it neat and readable, adding gifs or shots to illustrated a point, sometimes wasting so much time finding the gif you want in the mess that is the gif search (I understand it now, cause yesterday I was on the hunt and it would've been quicker to make the damn gifs), and reviewing it before posting, changing it in the process, sometimes leaving it in drafts because the idea is not completed. I'm tired just thinking about this. I'm not able to do that. Sure I can talk for hours about this stuff but actually organize my ideas into a coherent point of view and writing it down. Nope. Not me. So bravo meta writers. I applaud you.

And of course all the people that share the stuff that really matters. Like the colours, the wardrobe, the places we see, the news about what's coming, language nuances, pictures of the pretty people in sometimes ridiculous or beautiful outfits, sometimes the pretty people before shirts were invented, and some of the funniest commentary I ever encountered.

I don't wanna single people out by tagging them because truly there are way too many. So I just want to thank some people that helped me navigate this place and made this time so enjoyable. First and foremost. @twig-tea You were the first person I talked to here and you were so kind and patient with me and my awkwardness and lack of knowledge of how this place works. She also writes great meta and is brilliant and everyone should be following her. @lurkingshan because of the Sahara-Sensei post that you tagged me in and made me feel so seen. @pharawee because IFYLITA just wouldn't have been the same without your sets. @respectthepetty because she helped get the colour coded subs right and she appreciates the bokeh in all its glory. @itsallaboutbl for screaming with me in portuguese. @mikuni14 Because she's been so incredible kind to me. @iguessitsjustme because of many reasons. And If I ever reblogged anything from you, consider yourself tagged in this post. All of you are amazing. And finally...

@blmpff for a lot but mostly for the most unexpected and incredible moment I experienced in this short time. The day that a bird took over my dash. Khun Feathers was such a treat and this masterpiece was the highlight of the day.

image by @blmpff It's been a wonderful year and I look forward to see what happens tomorrow. Wishing you all a happy new year!💜

[tellyphonestuff]

With the new Inside Out movie coming out soon I'm seeing a lot of reposted clips on TikTok of the first movie and I'm seeing SO MUCH SADDNESS SLANDER for NO REASON so heres all my reasons why we should stop shitting on Saddness because she's one of the best characters ever and I love Inside Out and she deserves better.

First of all I NEED YOU TO UNDERSTAND THESE ARE NOT HUMANS. They're emotions. They're personified emotions, yes, but at their core they are emotions and can't fully understand or comprehend other emotions. We can see this when Disgust, Anger, and Fear are trying to act like Joy during the dinner scene. It's impossible. They can't relate to joy because at their core THEY CANT FEEL JOY. They don't understand how she works and therefore can't understand how or why she does the things she does. This is the same for Joy and Saddness.

Now lets talk about Riley. Riley is an 11 year old girl who's just moved from Minnesota to San Francisco. A very big change for an adolescent to go through. This is the ENTIRE point of the movie. It's hard to process your emotions at such a young age, and this is what the movie is trying to communicate. "Why can't Saddness just stop touching the orbs" "Saddness really pisses me off just listen girl" "Joy should just kill Saddness atp" SADDNESS CAN'T HELP IT. The whole freaking point is that its IMPOSSIBLE to supress your emotions forever. You can pretend to be happy all you want, but at the end of the day your true emotions are going to bubble up and explode. Saddness feels the need to touch these memories because Riley is upset, she misses her home and she's sad she will never be able to make new memories where she grew up. THIS IS NORMAL CHILD BEHAVIOR. At the end of the movie Joy and everyone else realizes she needs Saddness to balance everything out.

They are at odds the entire movie because JOY IS TRYING TO SUPRESS SADDNESS. RILEY IS TRYING TO SUPRESS HER SADDNESS. She knows the move has been hard on her family and she can see her parents are under a lot of stress so why would she add to that by telling her parents she's unhappy at this new place? This new place that seemingly nobody is happy about but they have no choice but to accept.

Did we all pass seventh grade English? Do we remember subtext? This entire movie is RIDDLED with subtext. I could go on and on about all the symbolism about growing up in this movie but that's not the point of this post. The point is to tell you that my girl Saddness has no control over what she's doing, clearly. Every single time she's caught touching one of the memories, she seems genuinely upset at herself and apologizes. She's subconsciously doing it BECAUSE OF RILEY. BECAUSE RILEY IS GOING THROUGH STUFF RIGHT NOW. GOD YOU'RE ALL IDIOTS STOP HATING ON SADDNESS

[mrwinterr]

uhhhh. i finally watched spree. and now i'm writing something kurt kunkle.

it's nothing deep, but it's running through head and my hands are typing and typing away.

no one asked for this. i didn't ask for this. but here's a little snippet:

*not proofread.

update: it’s finished. you can read it here now!

“Hey, y/n! It’s me Kurt!” 

What the fuck? How’d he get past the gate and on your floor? There’s a designated code for residents and their approved guests only. 

“I know you’re in there!” He said loudly, voice booming in the hallway. However, you remained silent, hoping he'd just go away. “I heard you on the phone earlier!” Yeah, okay that’s not weird… “Come on, this isn’t fair!”

Realizing he wasn't going to go away on his own, now or maybe even tomorrow, who knows how long he could go, you decided to finally confront him.

“Look, Kurt," you start off strong, swinging your door open, but leaving it more than halfway closed, careful incase he decided to try something, "I don’t know how you got here, but what do you want from me? I gave you a 5 star rating on Spree, I followed you back! What else?” but you end exasperated and almost desperate as you pleaded for answers and for him to back off.  

“You never DM’d me,” he said calmly, but quite frankly rather pathetically. You stared at him with a blank expression as you tried to process his response. Then your eyes travelled down his chest, noticing a little red light, and you realized he was recording everything.

“What? Are you seriously live right now?!” You asked incredulously, pointing to the the camera strapped around his chest. "Turn that shit off!" You didn't want this to be broadcasted, even if no one was watching his stream.

“You’ve been sending me mixed signals all day,” He accuses, ignoring your question and demand entirely.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Frustration was evident in your voice, shaking your head at how ridiculous this whole exchange was.

“You liked my posts. You’ve led me to your place multiple times…” He starts listing things off defensively as if he had a legit reason to be upset at you.

“You’re my Spree driver! You’re supposed to pick me up!” You rebut, giving emphasis on his role as a Spree employee. “Also, I liked your posts because you liked mine, it’s just unspoken social media courtesy. I'm sorry if you took it a different way!”  

“What? Where’d you learn that? That's not a real thing. It definitely isn't anywhere in The Lessons.” You swore you've never met anyone so delusional up until him.

“Huh?! What?! I didn’t enroll in any lessons in social media etiquette.” Seriously, what the hell was this guy on? This whole argument was getting pointless and stupid.  

“You obviously have a lot to learn,” he chastises.

“Kurt, please," you restart, lowering your voice, hoping to try and reason with him, "you seem like a nice guy, really, but I need you to leave me alone. If not, I’m going to call the cops.” 

“Why would you do that?” he asks with a small sense of hurt in his demeanor.

“You’re freaking me out!” You suddenly explode again. Surprising yourself with that outburst, you bring your hand up to your forehead, not only to sooth the headache brewing in your skull, but also at yourself. Be it as it may, that might've been a bit too harsh, but he wasn't getting it.

When you finally work up the strength to face him again, he's looking down at his phone. You notice the confused and perplexed look on his face. Something's wrong, and you can feel it in the air.

“Did you block me?” He asks looking up at you in disbelief with his big brown eyes. If the circumstances were different and he wasn't crazy, it would've worked in his favor. Except, you forgot you did block him earlier after his incessant attempts to talk to you. Then the look in his eyes turned from a kicked puppy dog into a crazed one.

[fizziepopangel]

A Fizziepop Take: Let's talk about when they saw each other and Stolas’ new look at himself

I have so many fucking feelings about this new episode, so let’ts get into it right now before I explode!!! Because... Oh. My. God.

Warning, potential spoilers ahead!

The duet in the beginning had me screaming. The music was amazing and so much was said within this 2 minute 40 second musical snippet of the show. First of all, the fact that this is the first Stolitz duet we’ve gotten in the series is absolutely amazing because there’s usually so much emotion in the undertones of the Helluva Boss songs, and this one is no different. “When I See Him” definitely is one of the best songs we’ve gotten in the show so far, and I loved seeing the difference in Blitz and Stolas as they prepare to see each other again since it seems as though this is the first time our impish little lovebirds have really seen each other for quite some time. There’s nerves on both ends… But while both men are worried that the other getting tired of each other since they view themselves as unloveable, we see two very different methods of handling the anxiety that is surrounding their usual full moon meeting. Stolas, in his usual dramatic fashion ends up hiding in the fridge at one point as he wrestles with the weight of what he plans to do, while Blitz does what he does best and tries to ignore the heaviness of the situation that he knows will be there by essentially saying that if he focuses on the sex stuff enough, everything else will just fade into the background for the time being.

Now, sometime around the first time I started falling down the tumblr rabbit hole as a writer, I responded to a post about how toxic the Stolitz relationship is, because no matter how you spin it, Stolitz is pretty freaking toxic as they were before the most recent episode. As the person I responded to all that time ago pointed out, this contractual agreement they have revolving around the full moon is an abuse of power on Stolas’ part…. And , I believe, emotional manipulation on Blitz’s part. The full moon agreement binds the two men, but somewhere along the line, both men actually developed feelings for one another and the full moon agreement was, in a way, a formality that made it less taboo to be together since Blitz is a lower class demon in comparison to the Goetia prince, and it gave both men something to blame in the event that one of them didn’t want the other. While the entire thing was fucked and toxic and hauntingly unhealthy for the both of them, the agreement did benefit both Stolas and Blitz….  But, as I’ve mentioned in other posts, the events of Ozzie’s was a real turning point for the couple

Their date at Ozzie’s really changed everything because when the two are alone together, Blitz tends to feel more in control of things and he feels genuinely desirable and needed in a way… But after seeing the owl prince actually hide his face in embarrassment when attention is drawn to him being with the imp, that illusion of being on a somewhat even playing field in all of this shatters abruptly. In the same token, Stolas never realized just how badly their agreement affected the imp until he attempted to salvage the night at the end by inviting Blitz over to spend time with him only to have Blitz tell him that he wasn’t in the mood to have sex that night and he knows that that’s all Stolas really keeps him around for. Seeing Blitz in pain that way hurt Stolas in a way that he wasn’t prepared for because he knows what it’s like to feel as unloveable as Blitz seemed to feel in that moment, prompting him to try to give Blitz his freedom back in the hopes of starting a genuine relationship.

This brings us to Stolas’s gift to Blitz: an asmodian crystal.

We see Blitz putting forth a genuine effort with Stolas in a few scenes, leading Stolas to believe that Blitz would genuinely choose to be with him even if he broke the tether of IMP needing him in order to access the human world. And we as an audience see the glimpses of Blitz caring for the prince and even being excited to see him in the beginning of “Full Moon”, but Blitz doesn’t take well to change and I think he values the comfortability and structure of the routine that they’ve built in a way…. Stolas on the other hand is starting to realize the wrong in what he’s been doing to the other man and his already fractured self image is going from “I don’t really like myself” to “I’m a straight up monster”, and I think this way of thinking is going to stick after hearing Blitz break and snap at him about how everyone tends to treat imps like him (and himself) like they don’t matter in any sense, meaning he inadvertently admits that Stolas has made him feel that in some sense within their time together. After being in a loveless marriage with an abusive partner (I use this term very loosely for Stella), I think Stolas felt as though he sank down to her level with Blitz… Although Blitz says that in the heat of the moment as his volcano of unfelt feelings erupts, and he does try to apologize, I don’t think Stolas will forgive himself for that for a long time, and I don’t think that he’s going to stop seeing himself as a monster for even longer.

After “Full Moon”, I am a little worried for Stolitz… But if I’m honest, Stolas and Blitz actually remind me of Ian and Mickey from Shameless. I think Blitz and Stolas are destined to be endgame the same way I always felt Mickey and Ian were. I also think that with both men having time apart after this breakdown, they’ll have an easier time healing from the trauma that the full moon agreement has put them both through… At least I hope that’ll be the case, cause ya know, this is just a humble Fizziepop Take.

[socialcarcrash]

i wanna talk about mcr's performance of sleep at mexico city in 2022 cause it means so much to me and ive GOTTA get this out of my brain before autism makes me explode !!

During this performance, i wanna start by talking about HOW important gerards use of vocal pedals are!! cause holy shit it changed my life and its opened up this whole realm of inspiration and ideas for me musically.

I write music a lot and im really trying to pursue it, but as a trans guy and a soprano its hard to use my voice in a way that feels right. cause like...i CAN sing but uts hard to use my voice in interesting ways when sometimes dysphoria makes it feel like my voice isnt MINE. I cant go on T for the foreseeable future cause of family reasons and financial ones...and i live in the UK so accessing gender affirming care is like splitting the atom sometimes, but i have stuff to say and ideas i want to use in my music, and im tired of waiting. trans people end up spending so much of their life waiting anyway, and i want to start doing something now.

I have ideas and i need to get them out cause sometimes i feel like they are eating me cause im so excited about doing something with my brain and my life ya know?

Thats where the vocal pedals come in, a way to manipulate my voice so uts still mine but ut sounds REALLY freaking cool!! you can express so much and di so many cool things with them, and dont get me wrong, people have been using them for YEARS, but live? you see it SO MUCH LESS and its SO POWERFUL.

so the pedals plus gerards performance style, which is emotional and raw but visibly you know its fun and interesting artistically to explore those emotions at this point in their career and i feel so inspired by it.

i want also mention the joan of arc of it all, cause of gerards connection to joan of arc it adds another layer to the performance as a whole on every level. and its SO special to me.

honestly might do a whole post about joan of arc cause i could talk about her and what she means in society and represents and her whole story and stuff for literally hours.

but in summary, holy fuck is this performance REALLY FREAKING COOL!!

[beanghostprincess]

The way my heart literally stopped for a moment when I saw jjba content from your blog . This is the day I was waiting for so long. Thank you.

(Btw I HAVE to ask your opinion on Rohan, because judging from I’ve seen on your blog I can’t tell if you would love this fucking freak or explode him with mind as a morning routine.)

!!!! I have been wanting to start watching this anime for a long time too, and I'm getting kind of sort of a bit obsessed with it 😭 I don't post that much about it because most of my content here is One Piece and I don't know if people would be interested in my jjba opinions-- But overall the whole anime is kind of taking over my life and if I don't start watching pt5 soon I think I'll die (I start watching it tonight yay). It really is a whole masterpiece and not at all what I was expecting to see (in the best way 💖).

AND!!! ROHAN!!!! MY GORGEOUS ANDROGYNOUS HATER ARTIST!!!! I love this freak but I also explode him as a morning routine (I don't know if I wanna explode him tho I am a bit traumatized now with that). I can do both.

He's one of my favorite characters of pt4 (Yukako and Reimi are up there too. But tbh pt4 has so many good characters--)!! In fact, I already knew about him because a year ago or so my brother and our friend were watching the first episodes about him and I watched them with them. I didn't understand anything but imagine Rohan being the first thing you watch of jjba. I literally had no fucking idea of what was going on 😭😭

Now I can certainly say he's one of my favorites. He's every artist/writer in the world. He hates everyone (except Koichi) (he has one friend). He hates everything. He's intense as fuck. He doesn't care if his house is on fire as long as he's proven right about something stupid. His life is basically "hating on Josuke o'clock and then write and draw like a fucking maniac and then traumatize Koichi". He's exhausted. He needs a hug. He needs to rest. He needs a good slap in the face. He's my Barbie doll because I wanna put him in situations and see him with silly cute outfits (his outfits are definitely the best ones I've seen in pt4 I wanna dress like that). I wanna look like him so bad. The gender he has....

He's just one of the funniest characters I've seen and I've grown so fond of him that I ended up genuinely scared in case he died (he gave me so many heart attacks). Like, he's a hater but he cares about people too and he is extremely fucking perceptive and smart but he's just so proud and stubborn??? Also his stand might be one of my favorites and I kinda sort of relate to the way he creates art because it's not really about stealing people's info in the end, it's more about studying the world around him and wanting to be accurate to an excessive point and getting frustrated if it doesn't turn out right and wow he's just like me fr. Like he's the blueprint for artists. Artists didn't exist before him. He created the term. I adore him. He makes me ill.

I mostly love his character development throughout the anime and how Koichi helps him kind of sort of open up a bit and trust others too despite still being himself. And his whole story with Reimi breaks my heart so much. I love how every little character has so much depth even if it's not the main focus.

TL;DR: I fucking love this freak and I've heard he has an spin-off, apparently??? So I'm gonna enjoy that so damn much once I'm able to watch it.

[theoryfan205]

Words aren't my specialty so prepare for word soup spider-sona post, you have been warned

I have no idea how to start this so let's get the basics I have down! This spider-sona is British because you know I am, sticking to what I know, and so the big city they usually protect is London, have I only been there like twice? Yes! Am I doing this anyway? Also yes! Anyway- this spiderman becomes spider man in more of a freak accident, they're visiting London for a week to check out this new science exhibit put on for a limited time only for people to showcase their research, like art fairs for science! Something like that, working on the details but they're interested and manage to get in to see all the cool things and hear how they work, one of these showcases is showcasing a new experiment on spiders... The scientist working on it plans to induce super speed into a silk web spinning spider, the plan is basically if the spider goes really fast it'll make webs really fast and thus you've got a quick supply of spider silk! You'll basically never run out!

Now they've already done it once successfully on a spider they're showcasing as well and they plan to demonstrate the process live today with another spider, as they're already convinced it'll go well with the experience of having done it successfully before, our spiderman here gets an interest in practically everything, even the spider, leaning in to look at the little fella while listening to the explanation of the experiment. When the time comes for the spider fast experiment it ends up going horribly wrong because the equipment explodes, just.. boom! People knocked everywhere and the spiders get out, our soon to be spiderman is knocked down too and while trying to escape the rubble after the explosion they come across a tiny little spider, they crouch down and look at the little fellow, recognizing it as one of the spider experiments but not remembering what one it was, as it crawls on their finger and they think out loud they get interrupted by a fast bite to their palm, slapping the spider away and accidentally killing it.

They are not going to admit they just killed the spider, and entirely decide to blame it on the explosion as they leave the scene of the spider murder and soon after get rescued, it's a whole disaster and it's quite a mess. Something something spider powers! The explosion from the tech plus the experiments made relatively harmless (uk spiders aren't quite poisonous) radioactive fast spiders, and thus after getting bit they get the usual Spidey powers, sticky hands and feet, Spidey sense, super strength and a new one thanks to the experiments specific to that spider, super speed, that's right I'm fixing the heights problem by giving them super speed! Don't need to swing really high up and risk sobbing as spiderman if you can just run real fast and use the webs to help propel yourself forward!

The inspiration for speedy spider over here is spiders that just fucking bolt when you try to kill them and I had a dream where I was spiderman in a spiderverse and my power was speed so clearly my subconscious agrees with me! For the costume it's green because that's my favorite colour, also yellow because green and yellow go great together! I got nothing else for the design just ideas on them

I don't have a name either, in costume or out of costume, there is a green spider in the UK but it's got a lame ass name I ain't using that, my only ideas are like green widow or something leaning more into the speed side like I dunno the speedy spidster? (Pronounce it like Spidey) it's a work in progress! I am working on it, but basically my spider-sona is the flash spiderman, having to run all the way to London when their vacation Is over to save the day is just a part of their job! I'd imagine something might pop up to get them in London more full time but thats the basics! Also no spoilers for anyone reading but they would so socially awkward in the spiderverse, someone says hi and they blue screen, they aren't prepared for this many spideys

[grumpy-zane]

((Hello everyone! Today I was asked to get all of the times @alanshee had mentioned the Dii debacle, since they had claimed that they had not talked about it until recently. SO! I am going to put it all here to prove a point :)

If you're not interested, feel free to skip!

This is going to be in Chronological order because its best that way. This is going to start with the first official inclination that there was a falling out. Anything from here on out that springs up in relation to it will be listed.

So this is my formal notice

I am going on hiatus I have lost four friends in just two weeks. I am emotionally really not okay one of them just randomly blocked me I wen...

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You show all the respect in the world and people still break their promises

If you're a character creator and you've split from somebody don't block them for trying to respectfully look for descriptions for character...

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I'm just that Best Friend

I told you that I was scared that this group would end up the same as the others and you all promised me "We won't we would never block you

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The Archivist

Me about a month ago *Finishes art piece excited* Hey guys look-*remembers the person I drew it for cut me off* oh that's right...*tucks awa

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The Archivist

hey I did ask the author of benevolence of a physician but I wanted to ask the creator of Simone Borg if they knew why she was removed, I en

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Diisdoodles took my characters and just reinvented them

I am so goddamn angry I am furious I was being nice I was doing everything properly and then I get a message tonight hey isn't this Violet

((This one makes me pissed off.))

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Not Ninjago just need this off of chest

The thing about me is no matter how much hatred there is supposedly between us I will always care I guess that's a foolish part of me that e

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Ha gotta love Memories popping up and being reminded you were thrown out like trash this year and have no friends

Pretty sure I now understand Morro and Harumis Anger at being alone

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The Archivist

You want to know the truth because you've poked a balloon that is overfilled so it explodes, like I have stated before I don't care anymore,

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https://www.tumblr.com/alanshee/695584358572130304/the-last-thing-ill-say-before-i-drop-everything

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Artwork Dump for Healing purposes

As I am healing from everything, I need to delete these from my Files in my drawing programs gallery each of these characters or in Pixals c

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When someone has traumatized you so badly that you have nightmares of abandonment and here's the thing I don't get nightmares I can't even r

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((this next one may be a reach tbh but I thought it was interesting. )) -https://www.tumblr.com/alanshee/711356665157582848/bind-to-protect-your-creations

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Stop asking me about it

I get that friend breakups are hard and you feel betrayed but can you stop putting personal drama in the main fandom tag its showing up in G

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((Said this yet here we freaking are I guess.))

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My last post on the situation that happened yesterday

I will say outright on my side my viewpoint When I found Diisdoodles it was via Tik Tok, I followed them for a while and then they starte

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((Its amazing how many times that this situation has been referenced in some way shape or form. ))

[shoechoe]

I'm really sorry about this and I know this is abnormal for me but I really need to vent right now. I might delete this later and everyone can ignore this if they want. I've just been spiralling in my mind for the past few hours and I feel like I have to say something

Cognitively I know that is a really dumb thing to get worked up over and this will come across as irrational- I have really not been having a good last few weeks, and I think this just pushed me over the edge. But a few hours ago I reblogged one of those character poll competitions and, in the tags, called Speedwagon a character that wasn't even that canonically well-written and was mostly just the "meme character" in the fanbase. I actually like him fine, I was just being mean and trying to be light-hearted because I wanted Yasuho to win. (I also wrote a separate post about the real reasons why I just like Yasuho better.)

And then someone reblogged me quoting those tags and went on a several paragraph-spew about how much they loved his character and how I was wrong and compared me to annoying Redditors and such who misinterpret his character, and then people started reblogging that and saying I was wrong. (And to make it worse, now Yasuho is losing and I think it's all my fault.) The person that reblogged from me wasn't being mean or anything or even particularly in the wrong. But seeing it happen totally freaked me out and now I haven't been able to live with myself.

I guess I just don't know why stuff like this always happens to me. Ever since I can remember, whenever I get too comfortable or excited somewhere I always end up saying or doing something that makes everybody angry at me, or make fun of me, or think that I'm stupid. I am never able to live with myself afterward. I have had to leave group chats and stop talking to people because my guilt and embarrassment gets too unbearable to ever face anybody there ever again. And this is the first time something like this has ever happened to me on this Tumblr.

I know nobody else did anything wrong and I brought this upon myself for being a stupid loudmouth on another post. I really don't know why I thought saying that was a good idea. But I cannot stand the thought of everyone being mad at me and I feel like I always have to consciously and carefully tone down and consider every word I say so people don't get mad or make fun of me to the point where I am never comfortable anywhere. And even then, I always end up slipping up eventually. I don't know if that means that I'm stupid and have bad opinions or what, but I am so sick of doing this every single time I try to branch out and interact with other people. I am so sick of it.

I am really sorry for posting this. I just don't have anyone else to talk to and I feel like I'm going to explode. I'm not deactivating or anything, but it might take me a while to feel better enough to start posting again, so I might take a break for a little bit. If you read all of this, I do hope you have a wonderful day.